New in Rabe de las Calzadas

No mobilization, but Waking up to music. The next bed by Olli had his cell phone used as an alarm clock. He found, however, when the music started, neither his glasses, the cell phone. However, it was already 06.45 clock. At 0730 clock we went and had first orientation problems. We went only by 300 m on the right track, but were not sure whether the way is really on this road then. So we went back to the village and asked the first " locals ".
But that was an Italian who also sought the way. We are then back to the hostel and since we met a Spaniard, who showed us the two options of the captivity. We then have the simpler, elected to the National Road, which reunites after three km by another way. After a good half hour we were already on the first pass of the day.
The Alto de San Roque is according to a friend from Ferry Belfast Cairnryan prices 1270 m high. At 08.30 clock, we have taken into hospital in a beautifully renovated Meson breakfast. The villages are built typical of this area, fieldstone. It is also typical that the village roads are probably only from the rain or the streams that lead from time to time flood cleaned. You have definitely been concentrated to dodge the cow patties. To 09.16 clock, we arrived on the Alto de Poio, 1337 m high.
It was then for the first of the last real pass similar to Summer Ferry Belfast Liverpool . In Fonfria, a little village, we were on the edge of a farmer who just moved from the house to the barn asked to wait a moment. She came back from the house and presented on a plate covered a large stack of delicious crepes -like pancakes. With or without sugar, as desired. Of course, they then expected a Donativo. She also knew the German word for her "gift" to the pilgrims. We have given her a euro and got after she asked how many pilgrims from Newcastle still come, greetings along the way.
The other way consisted of sunken paths and sheep tracks and walked up the hill and down hills through a very beautiful landscape. Lunch break, we kept with Martin and Ronny in Tricastela in a village square with playground equipment. Since we had gone from the heights again to 670 m down. There were tomatoes, sausage and bread.
Then it went on, again over a small height of 900 m, through small farming villages and ancient village connecting roads, the Corredoiras. Rocky, steep downhill and uphill and through the cattle drive some very muddy. At 16:00 clock we finally arrived in Sarria and were on the way to the hostel which had campaigned very early on the access road, deflected by a young lady in her hostel.
It seemed as if these two hostels that are located on a street with each other the guests take away. We did not care where we found a bed. The house was very neat and clean, with a kitchen and washing machine. If we had wanted a room would have been to have two beds also. But we were happy with the standard offer. Except for the failure in Rabe de las Calzadas we are always good for this.